All Chapters of Sweet Hole: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Casey sat up, reaching out to the erect nipples that taunted her. Cupping one breast, she kissed its twin while Tanner struggled to remove the last of her clothing. Not being able to resist any longer, she flicked the nipple with the tip of her tongue. The bud tightened even further, and she proudly took it in her mouth, sucking on it while she tugged and twisted the other one. She felt Tanner's body quiver in excitement, and the hand which took purchase at the back of her head encouraged her to continue exploring. Sliding a free hand down the firm plane of Tanner's stomach and abdomen, fingers tenderly brushed through the short soft black curls she had the privilege of feeling once before."Oh god," Tanner breathed out. Gripping a handful of strawberry-blonde locks, she pulled the head away from her breasts, and looked down to find an adorable pout gracing Casey's features. She stroked the lips with her thumb, only to have the digit sucked into a wanton mouth. The sensations made her

When I saw her for the first time I was sitting on a bus bench waiting for my ride to work. It was my first day riding the bus to work. A drunk had totaled my car the day before and I was without wheels for the day. She was walking towards me on the sidewalk. I looked because I heard her heels clacking on the sidewalk. What I saw should have dropped my mouth open. My training in my parent's home stopped that from happening. Their training didn't stop my thoughts. The way she walked was what I would call a strut. She was wearing a teal dress that was the picture of summer. It flared out from her small waist and left her legs uncovered from mid-thigh down to the teal high heel sandals clacking on the sidewalk. At her waist the dress held to her waist by a shiny metal belt. Above the belt the dress held close to her body up to her barely covered breasts. Her upper chest was bare, showing a bit of cleavage and three thousand freckles covering all the exposed skin up to her shoulder lengt

The memory image of her bruises told me we would have TV for weeks. The bed closest to a bathroom was my bed. I carried her in and put her in it. I told her that if she needed the bathroom to call me. When I got to the door she said, "Nick, can I ask a favor?""You can ask.""If you slept in your own bed you would sleep better and be closer if I needed your help.""That's true, but what's the favor?" I was smiling. I wanted her to say it."It would be a favor to me, if you slept here with me.""Oh. That. Well, OK. But I have rules. Rule number one, no jumping on the bed."We both laughed."And rule number two?""No getting out of bed alone.""And number three?""No secrets.""OK. I accept."My clothes came off, except for my underwear, and I got into my bed. My memory went back to the last time someone else had been in my bed. It was a fading memory but still strong enough to provoke a smile. Jennifer reached over and shut off the lamp and we settled in.I was almost asleep when she s

I was. Twenty minutes door to door. We sat on the bed and ate. When we were finished I took the top sheet, that we had used as a table cloth, and pulled it carefully from the bed. My intention was to take it outside and shake it. When I pulled it off the bed Jennifer made no move to close her legs or hide her treasure. I stopped and looked."I'm feeling better today.""You look better today, too."I took the sheet out and shook it. When I brought it back Jennifer had taken off my t-shirt and was holding her breasts."Could you help me? I want to see how the bruises on my chest are healing. Would you touch them?"It had been a while since anyone had asked me to touch their tits. I sat on the bed near her and she released her breasts to me. I closely examined the right breast and touched each area of discoloration. She said, "Nope, doesn't hurt," each time. I moved over to the left breast and did the same. Her response was the same. I started to sit back up. Her hand stopped me. I look

She wanted it right then but I said we were not finished with business yet. I parked in from of the shop and Mike came out as the young woman got out of my car. I got out as well."Did you give him all the boxes?""Yes, Mike."He looked at me and said, "So, we're done?""Not quite. There is the matter of her final pay. In the letter I gave you it specifies that she worked eight days between her last paycheck and when she was in the accident. I can wait while you write her a check."Mike turned to the young woman and said, "Cut her a check. Bring it to me and I'll sign it." He looked at me and asked, "Then will we be done?""Yes."Jennifer's sister cut the check and Mike signed it. She brought it to me and I looked at it. $682 net. I put it in my jacket pocket and took out the envelope for her. Handwritten on the front was her name: Allison.As she opened it I got in my car, started it and watched as she unfolded the piece of paper. I knew what it said. It said, "Allison, You fucked Mi